[ As the warmth fades, Anduin moves too. Just as Wrathion does, it seems, and the two find out in tandem exactly what's happened.

Really? Now this? By the Light, if anything else could go wrong, surely it was about it.

With a frown Anduin lifts his arm, and Wrathion's along with it, to examine the situation more closely as the black dragon digs through his pockets for an answer. ]

Now, we work on finding a way through this maze. We can deal with this later, but if the vines return -- or worse -- we're likely to be at a disadvantage.

[ His mouth thins tightly. ]

I don't like it, either. But we have to move. Now.